Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 447

“Aunt Sallie, please come to The Gilded Whisper Estates—save me!”

He needed backup.

At that moment, his thoughts drifted to his mother.

Earlier today, Miss Sheila had helped clear things up for him, so he didn’t have to worry about classmates pestering him about his mom anymore.

And now that his mother could speak again—she’d even become the chief judge for the paper-cutting contest. The paper art of the Zimmerman Mansion she made was on display, and loads of kids had gone to see it and were talking about her story.

Even if his mom stood in front of everyone right now, no one would ever look down on her for being mute.

He was her son. Of course his mom wouldn’t really abandon him; she loved him so much. If he apologized to her—really apologized—she’d definitely forgive him.

After all, the last time he’d threatened to jump out the window, his mom had rushed back for him.

And whenever his father tried to discipline him, his mom had always stood between them.

So he sent a message to Jessica too.

“Mom, please come back—save me…”

But as soon as he hit send, his phone flashed up an exclamation mark.

Henry’s mind went blank.

What he didn’t know was that after the last time—when he’d tricked Jessica into coming back by threatening to jump—she’d blocked his number.

He hadn’t tried to contact her since. He had no idea that he’d ended up on his mom’s blocked list.

His emotions were a tangled mess.

Did his mom really not want him anymore?

Meanwhile, Aunt Sallie got Henry’s message and immediately tried calling him.

Henry hung up. If his mom wasn’t coming, Aunt Sallie was his only hope.

He quickly texted her again.

“Aunt Sallie, I can’t answer your call—Dad’s going to hit me. Please come now, or it’ll be really bad for me.”

Sallie didn’t hesitate. She jumped in her car and sped straight to The Gilded Whisper Estates.

At the same time, Jessica had just arrived at The Silverthread Eatery. She and Daisy were looking at the paper-cut illustrations, waiting for Carlisle and the others to arrive.

Jessica held Daisy in her arms. The two of them were laughing and chatting together.

For Jessica, who had once been a mother, there was a gentle, radiant warmth in her smile.

Vince offered a suggestion. “Jess, since Daisy’s parents are gone, and you two get along so well, how would you feel about being her godmother? That is, if you’re willing.”

“Oh, yes! Uncle Vince, I’d love for Miss Jessy to be my godmother,” Daisy chimed in eagerly.

But now she had people around her—Ines, Herbert, Vince, Mr. Smith, Carlisle and the others.

They made her realize she still had worth.

So she was starting to believe in life again.

A little more hope, a few more bonds—maybe she’d find a better way to keep going.

Jessica kissed Daisy’s soft cheek. “Of course, honey. I’d be honored to be your godmother.”

“That’s wonderful! No time like the present—let’s make it official today,” Vince declared.

Vince had two reasons for doing this. First, his grandfather really wanted Jessica to feel part of their family, and making her Daisy’s godmother would help her become one of the Zimmermans in everyone’s eyes.

Second, it was a not-so-subtle jab at Timothy and his son—especially Henry, that brat who liked to go looking for mothers everywhere. Vince figured, why not let Jessica have a daughter of her own?

“Vince, but I haven’t prepared a gift for Daisy yet. Isn’t that tradition?” Jessica said.

“What would you like to give her?”

Jessica remembered what she’d seen as a child—when people made someone family, they always brought a gift. For families with modest means, it was often a silver spoon and bowl; for wealthier families, a gold set. Those seemed essential, and new clothes, too.

“A gold spoon and bowl,” she said. Clothes could wait.

Vince checked his watch. “We’ve got time. Carlisle and the others won’t be here for a bit, and there’s a jeweler nearby. Let’s go pick them out.”